Don't date a man named Josh-Natasha

Once again, I fell into the trap of dating a Josh. This is the 3rd Josh in 2 years, that turned out to be a schmuck.
Lets start at the beginning shall we... Jan 06- Josh 1 was a breath of fresh air (at least for a few month's) He seemed when I met him, to be what I was looking for, so I admit, I jumped in head first. The first night we met, we hung out until about 3 am, My friend Deb and I went to the local hang out, and played a few games of pool. Now I'm not the girl who has guys hitting on me everywhere I go, so I was kinda shocked when Josh and his friend Mike came up to us. We ended up hanging out all night Deb and Mike, fooling around in the kitchen and Josh playing guitar and just talking with me. It seemed like we had loads in common and it was really nice, to not feel like an object, we began to see each other regularly, which then turned into almost everyday.
After a few month's things kinda started to change, it almost seemed like he was trying to buy my affection and he became kinda shady when I had to leave and not sleep over (the whole responsibility thing, job, child) So one night he cooked me this fabulous dinner, and I was sitting in the living room listening to music and kinda relaxing in my food coma, mind you I was sitting on the couch, and I felt something jab into my back.... really tacky girls sunglasses.... wtf... I'm not the jealous type... but those def aren't mine... white fake knock off Gucci, please I may broke, but at least I have class... anyway... I didn't say anything, I just put them on the shelf of the bookcase, so he would have to see them (and most importantly know that I saw them), and wait for him to say something about it... 3 days (of course I was holding out in the relations dept, oh I have a headache, blah blah blah, he should've known because I think like a dude when it comes to sex... that something was def wrong) and nothing... so, I finally bring it up, and he has the audacity to tell me that, OUR friend Paula left them... Paula is not my friend, she is the town skank, but he tells me she was there with this guy bob she has been banging so I let it go (come to find out later... LIE... they banged)
So this is where it gets interesting.... we go away to Portsmouth for our anniversary "woo hoo 4 mos go us" I set up a sitter so we can stay over night, and we have a great time, we go to dinner at the Portsmouth Brewery, and go to play pool at a local dive bar. We end up hanging with another couple that were there, since neither one of us can keep our mouth shut, we become buds and end up partying at this couples house until 3am. Not smart, since I have tickets to opening day for the Red Sox in the morning... So the asshole gets all hammered and wouldn't wake up, I needed to leave the hotel by 9am, I finally get him out of there at 11am, I have to rush home, drop him off, pick up Kelly and be to Fenway by 2pm.... ha ha, how did I make it... I don't know I just did, only problem is, forgot my ID and my money... oops again, Kelly is pissed cuz she has to buy my hungover ass, some water so I don't pass out... I get home from the game, and tell him (who has been asleep all day) that I'm not coming over tonight, I'm going to crash early.... the bastard cheated on me that night with my friends sister.... needless to say that relationship was done... I swore that day I would never date a josh again... that lasted until...

Nov. 06 Josh 2- I met Josh online from this site called POF, we talked off and on for month's and then finally decided to hang out... he was really nice, and kinda cute in a goofy hippie kind of way... so we start hanging out... (even though he didn't even pay on the first date.... schmuck) Everything is going good for a bit and then him and his roommates decide to come up from Leominster and go to the bar Milly's to watch the pats playoff game, when the arrive they are already hammered and Josh, starts acting like a complete fool, throwing chairs, yelling at the waitress.... his roomies, start talking to chicks, so I play wingman, and tell the girls how great they are, you can tell I'm a salesperson, because I was lying though my teeth... the bar ends up closing right when the game ended so we decide to find somewhere else to go... only problem, one of the chicks has a fake ID, and her fake is the old ID of one of the others... NICE.... so we end up at this place called the red arrow... dive dinner, prob has roaches... I decided to make the best of it... that is until Josh picked a fight with one of the chicks and she smacked him... needless to say we needed to leave... Apparently, his roomate Jay wanted to stay with the chick and I got stuck driving them all home to Leominster on a work night... woo hoo go me, on the way home jay starts calling my phone... the girls car got trashed and she said Josh did it... in my mine it didn't seem possible because he was outside alone for about 2 mins tops... well I break up with him, because he drinks to much... go on a little bender myself and then think... hmm maybe I was to hard on him, so I give him another chance after he bombards me with endless phone calls, emails and mix tapes (well cd's, but same thing) We date again for a few weeks, and he starts getting all possessive... like trying to make sure no dudes talk to me when I try to go the bathroom at a concert... then even a few days later.... admitting to not only going through my phone but actually deleting numbers while I'm sleeping... needless to say... Josh #2 is down for the count.... (after the fact he admitting to completely destroying that girls wind shield... how the hell did his fat ass run that fast... geez)

This lead us to last week, there is this guy, lets call him Josh #3 that I've known for a few years... we have alot of friends in common and have talked at parties on occasion. Well, we are at someones bday party and he mentions that he doesn't want to leave yet, I know he recently moved, and when he says he only lives like 7 miles away, I tell him, I will drive him home if he wants to hang for longer... he is extremely gratefull... we end up leaving the party around 12 I drive him home, and on the way, I make my usually comment about "The only guys that ever hit on me are ethnic, 60 or married" and Josh says, "Why your gorgeous, I would hit on you if I thought it would get me anywhere" We end up talking for about 45 mins at his house, and when he gets out to leave... he kisses me... sweetly... I end up kissing him again, and we make plans for the next night... The next night I go and take care of some previous engagements, and meet up with him around 10ish, its hella hot so we sit outside, he plays guitar (again I'm a sucker for musicians) and we end up going swimming... by about 1, we decide to go "hangout" inside... I end up staying for awhile, but about 3, its too hot to sleep, so I decide to go home to my nice a/c'd house... he says that we should actually DO something tomorrow, like dinner or the beach, go on a real date... he didn't call, not sat, or sunday but had the balls to send me a text last night saying, "I can't go to the sox game on tues with you, because i'm going out of town for work and will not be back until the 20th" Ok, soooo DONE, you know that is a bold face lie, if he can't even pick up the fucking phone and say it... sending messages like that through text is completely lame... remember buddy, your the one who went after me, your the one who asked me to hang out sat, I would've been completely fine with the normal.. "Thanks for hanging, we should do it again sometime" Josh#3, don't bother calling when you get back from Maine, I will have already moved on, See ya around kid.... Have fun at your ex's this week... or should I say... "working"